C-class Hybrids Forced To Slay Dragons

Two groups of ferocious ghosts confronted each other on the street, arguing with each other. When the people on Fengjian Liuli saw the still-living king general, their hearts began to panic.

"Wang Jiang" got up from the back cover of the car gracefully, and Fengjian Liuli jumped off the street lamp.

"Do you think that a thug like him can lead you to evolve into a real dragon race? He is just a lunatic, and he will slide you into the abyss of madness together."

Fengjian Liuli just sneered. "General Wang, you are just a mouse in the shadows, if I can't kill you once, I will kill you again.

You've been addicted to the thrill of power and manipulation for far too long. You have forgotten that in the world of dragons, power is the only one, and power determines everything! "

Under the oppression of extreme violence, the road collapsed and cracked at the moment when the glass of wind made a surprise attack. For him, the distance of more than 20 meters does not need even a second, and what bystanders sees is just a phantom.

"Wang general" also attacked head-on, but he was pierced by the wind in the shoulder.

The general who had just beaten the headquarter commissioner casually was so vulnerable in Kazama Liuli's hands at this time.

The beautiful girl's wind kicked her left foot violently, the car window was broken, and "Wang Jiang"'s right arm was recurved and fractured.

Fengjian laughed wildly and shot out the knife, and the "Wang General" couldn't keep up with his rhythm at all. After just a few seconds, the duel turned into a slaughter.

On the shattered back cover of the car, Feng Jian slashed off the limbs of "King General" one by one, and stepped on his ribs one by one.

Black blood and cyan fragments of internal organs covered the rear window, Lu Mingfei hugged his head and huddled behind the backrest.

"King General" is still a strange smile, no change. It's disgusting.

Fengjian suddenly drew his sword, smashed the head of the evil ghost, and half of the white mask with the skull flew towards the beasts who were following the king general.

"Let me see, who is the person Wang Jiang wants? Lu Mingfei, looks really ordinary."

boom!

Lu Mingfei shot with trembling. He can't be a **** all the time.

The caliber is outrageous, and this 9mm pistol is not even a tickling for Kazama.

The wind was a little stunned. He wiped off the fragments of the king's general on his body, stretched out his right hand, and smeared the warm mixture of black and blue on Lu Mingfei's face.

"Try again, remember to aim."

boom! boom! ...Lu Mingfei emptied the magazine towards the heart of Fengjian Liuli. The pistol fell to the ground shaking.

The fine white dragon scales on Fengjian's body cracked open, and blood beads the size of a grain of rice ooze out.

Fengjian Liuli reached out and grabbed Lu Mingfei's collar and smashed it against the rear window of the car.

Boom! boom!

Bright red blood mixed with black cyan blood flowed down his face, and Lu Mingfei's brain lost consciousness.

Laughing furiously, Fengjian stepped on half of the general's head, and pressed Lu Mingfei's head to the car window, his face was probably bloody. The big bear on the white jumper was stained with blood, and his expression looked hideous.

Many members of the Demons turned their heads away from such a tyrannical scene, while others looked at Kazama with incomparably frenzied eyes.

There was applause from behind Fengjian.

"Okay, you've done a good job. Thank you for clearing this traitor out of the chaos for me."

The real protagonist always appears at the end. Like a **** descended from heaven.

Kazama Liuli's expression and movements froze at the same time.

Behind him, the intact king general stood quietly, guarded side by side with the elites of more than a dozen ferocious ghosts.

how is this possible? how is this possible!

Fengjian threw off Lu Mingfei and roared at the king.

The evil spirit in Gongqing's mask took out a wooden clapper and made a strange sound.

Feng Jian landed in mid-air, twitching and twisting his body.

The half-dead Lu Mingfei opened his golden pupils, his hideous face was covered with scars and blood, and he crawled towards the king, twitching and twitching.

The king nodded in satisfaction. He is still under the control of Bang Zisheng, and he is a good boy of Black Swan Harbor.

The members of the two opposing ghosts were completely panicked at this time.

Ryoma Ubei's beasts found out that what they had just followed was a fake king? And the members on Kazami's side were even more flustered, they just betrayed the king.

But General Wang just shook his head, threw the unconscious Fengjian to his subordinates, and put the half-dead Lu Mingfei into the trunk.

In the car in front, Caesar was stunned. This is pretending to be a king, and the real thing is caught?

Now that the future S-class of the academy is lost, things are completely troublesome.

"Get out of the car! Grab the motorcycles of those beasts and try to break through!"

Wang Jiang left with the spoils and his elite, while the remaining gang members fled in panic.

Caesar and Chu Zihang ran out of the car, catching the berserkers with a fistful of fists, and the big fireball who wanted to raise their guns to counterattack waited on them, and they confiscated seven or eight motorcycles in a while.

A dozen people from the headquarters got on their motorcycles, and the gang members who had mixed into the chaos began to run away. A mile away, the people of the branch executive bureau have begun to besiege the members of the ghosts.

Wait, what about Luo Yin and Susie?

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Wang will break away from the convoy of the ghost cadres and drive to Shinjuku alone.

Tachibana Masamune was waiting anxiously in the hotel. He hadn't been as excited as he was today in years.

The last time he felt the trembling of a racing heart and a tingling scalp was the assassination of Bondarev in the port.

After so many years, Black Swan Harbor has disappeared into the dust of history, and he will meet again with the ghosts of the past.

Among the experiments at that time, the little girl Renata was his favorite toy, the only pure flower in the polar region.

And No. 0 is undoubtedly the most unforgettable for him, the first experimental subject, and also the most bizarre experimental subject. But until the moment he destroyed Black Swan Harbor, Herzog failed to dig out the secrets of No. 0.

The car stopped in front of the hotel. The Shadow Warrior picked up the bag with the number zero and got on the elevator.

The second floor, the third floor...the seventeenth floor, the eighteenth floor.

......

"Does the boss have an order?"

"No." Su Enxi replied.

From when Little White Rabbit was beaten by Fengjian Liuli, to when he was taken away by the general and sent away from their sight, the boss didn't give any orders.

The potato chip girl's heart froze. Could it be that the so-called male protagonist, Lu Mingfei, can also be replaced?

The door opened. Masamune Tachibana wearing a kimono has a different temperament than usual.

At this moment, he became Dr. Herzog again, the ruler of Black Swan Harbor, the most dragon-like human in the world.

His brisk pace is like a waltz, and there is his favorite Tchaikovsky "Swan Lake" in the room. for this great reunion.

Stab it!

Lu Mingfei flew out of the body bag, and his movements were so swift.

The Shadow Warrior didn't even have time to react, the black triangular thorn in his hand had pierced through Herzog's heart.

The two rolled through the blackout curtains, smashed the floor-to-ceiling windows of the hotel, and fell freely from the 18th floor.

The shadow warrior king jumped up with a roar, and rushed out of the window together.

how is this possible? No. 0 was clearly controlled by Bangzi, and was seriously injured by Fengjian Liuli.

At this moment, Herzog's mind went blank. UU reading www.uukanshu.com

Without grand music, full audience, and well-written monologue, is he going to die like this?

Lu Mingfei hugged Herzog tightly, turned his body suddenly, and turned his back to the king who was attacking from a vertical direction on the glass curtain wall.

The black cyan claws pierced through Herzog's lungs, and blood splattered everywhere.

The boy let go of his hand and let the king fall with Herzog in his arms.

Herzog finally saw the boy's **** face. Your eyes, your eyes... how could it be! Who are you!

Two iron swords flew in midair, and the man grasped the hilts and flew across the blue sky, like a fairy who rides the void to control the wind. The only difference from Sword Immortal is that he glides with his sword.

Two monsters fell from the sky, Herzog's bones and guts shattered on the hard road. The Shadow Warrior lost control and struggled to his feet from the pavement, his monstrous vitality supporting it as he continued, bone spurs and granulation protruding from under the shattered Noh mask.

blood, blood...

Shadow warriors rushed to the ground Herzog, Bondarev, Tachibana Masamune, the king general. It opened the ribcage of its prey and devoured its internal organs. Then, inch by inch, shred the prey, enjoying every inch of flesh and bone.

As the shadow warriors began to eat, the crowd who were watching and taking pictures at the beginning screamed and fled.

The Shadow Warrior finished eating. It violently tore off the white mask from its face, roaring in pain and pleasure.

Chaotic black-cyan scales and granulation entwined on its face, black bone spurs protruded violently, chewing the master's corpse in its huge cracked mouth.

It's laughing wildly! It's free! It's free!

On the streets of Shinjuku, the monster that devoured its master's freedom, let out a terrifying roar towards the sky.

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